She can do whatever she wants with top-notch charm in game of death

Fu Guanmo lowered his head and looked at his hands. Since it's so disgusting, he should stop playing games in the future.

In this escape game, the most indispensable thing is dead people.

Tong Mu's small interruption allowed them to escape a large group of people in an instant.

Including Zhao Ling.

Zhao Ling was faster than Tong Mu. She ran past Fu Guanmo quickly, bumped into Tong Mu, and kept running forward without looking back.

She ran to... Zhou Xianghong's house.

"No one is here!"

In the blink of an eye, even Xinya's brother and sister ran over.

Fu Guanmo pulled out his cold knife embedded in the concrete floor and pointed it at the last person.

The further you get to the later stages of the game, the more factors you cannot control.

He needs to kill this man.

The tattooed man only felt that there was a wall of fog in front of him, and before he could look up, a chill went down his neck.

A surprised expression was fixed on his face, and the blood splashed even higher, dyeing the entire wall red.

The head rolled gurglingly to Fu Guanmo's feet. Without taking another look, he turned around and disappeared into the thick fog.

The body of the tattooed man slowly knelt down and fell to the ground in a twisted posture.

Looking carefully again, Mr. Guan Gong, who had his eyes closed on his chest, opened his eyes at some point.

Zhao Ling stopped at Zhou Xianghong's door and was about to walk in.

Tong Mu reminded her, "Don't go in, this is a house of ghosts!"

Zhao Ling:......

"You are the ghost!"

Tong Mu:???

This guy is crazy.

Tong Mu didn't want to say anything more, so she turned around and entered her room.

There was a large pool of blood in the living room, which had dried and turned black.

Tong Mu paused and remembered that Fu Guanmo had told her not to come back today.

She suddenly felt a little sour in her heart and her nose was even more sore.

"Boss, I'm sorry." Tong Mu's eyes were a little red, looking at the pool of blood, "It's all me who held you back."

She covered her face and went to the bedroom.

Fu Guanmo might be dead, this thought flashed in Tong Mu's mind.

Thinking of the delicious dishes he cooked, Tong Mu felt like crying.

Xinya brother and sister glanced at Zhao Ling who was standing at the door, and followed Tong Mu into the house.

Seeing the blood stains in the house and looking at the sad Tong Mu, they didn't know what to say.

"Condolences."

Xin Baiming felt heavy and uttered these two words.

Seeing Tong Mu looking so sad, he was particularly touched for a moment.

If he died one day, his sister would be as sad as she was.

But life and death in the game are uncertain, and he cannot guarantee...

Tong Mu changed into a white sweatshirt and came out wearing black pants.

I can't help it, the wardrobe is so small and there is only this one white dress.

She carried two pieces of Fu Guanmo's clothes out, lit them and threw them in an iron basin.

"Boss, remember to wear clothes when you go there..."

She couldn't help crying.

When I was a child, I always heard my mother say that after a person dies, there is nothing, not even a piece of clothing can be taken away.

Tong Mu was thinking at that time, would he lose his self-esteem if he became a ghost?

Don’t ghosts need to wear clothes?

I didn't expect that Fu Guanmo was so powerful that he would die at the hands of a ghost because of her.

Tong Mu was moved to death.

Xin Baiming is such a face-conscious person, how sad it would be if he was laughed at by other brats because he has no clothes to wear.

Thinking of this, Tong Mu felt even sadder and burst into tears.

Zhao Ling didn't know when she came in. She stood aside. Seeing this scene, she guessed that the terrible man might be dead. She felt relieved.

Xin Baiming and Xin Ya looked at her silently, not knowing how to comfort her.

Separated by a wall, Fu Guanmo was sitting on a chair, with no expression on his indifferent face.

A red figure next to him smiled wildly.

"Should you be happy or sad now? Hahahahahaha..."

Although Zhou Xianghong was a little dissatisfied, after all, all the blood was contributed by her.

But it was still funny to see someone burning Fu Guanmo’s clothes.

They had a real fight during the day.

Because of the ownership issue of Tong Mu.

Zhou Xianghong wanted to keep her and let her be a conscious NPC in this dungeon forever.

She liked this little girl so much, she was beautiful and kind-hearted.

If she had met Tong Mu before she was alive, maybe she wouldn't have become like this.

In fact, the first two nights were mainly for the players on the fourth floor. If Tong Mu hadn't helped her on the first day she came, and then followed and continued her own personality, unable to find fault, she would have died long ago.

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It's a pity that there is such a thing as Fu Guanmo, who seems human but not human, he is a devil!

Zhou Xianghong couldn't defeat him, so he had to temporarily give up the leadership to him.

but……

"When the last moment comes, it will be my time. When the time comes, I will definitely keep her!"

As soon as Zhou Xianghong finished speaking, something else happened next door.

Tong Mu picked up his clothes and burned them. He didn't know what was going on outside, but it suddenly started raining.

Tong Mu frowned. She didn't like rainy days like this, she always felt it was too dangerous.

Just as I was thinking this, the door to the room opened with a bang, maybe it was not closed or something.

The moisture from outside rushed in and blew out the brazier in front of him.

The originally sultry temperature turned cold in an instant, and Tong Mu slowly stood up.

They also reacted and took a few steps back.

Familiar footsteps began to sound, and Tong Mu's heartbeat synchronized with the sound.

She felt incredible.

No way, you wouldn't meet that ghost thing in this dungeon, right?

If she were a person, she could still cheat.

But if it were something else...

The fake boss is so cowardly that Bao Tongmu will run errands.

A familiar black figure appeared at the door, and dripping footprints were left on the floor, one by one, moving in the direction of Tong Mu.

Tong Mu's eyes widened in horror, Damn, raincoat killer!

Wasn't he killed silently?

Why does it appear in this copy!

This guy is haunted!

The raincoat killer held Tong Mu's familiar bone bayonet and exuded a cold and terrifying aura.

He slowly raised the knife with heavy pressure, making it impossible to move.

Tong Mu never felt this feeling so clearly at that moment.

She saw the blade pointed at her and falling.

Tong Mu wanted to run, but her legs seemed to be grabbed by an inexplicable force, pinning her to the spot.

She could only watch as the knife sliced ​​open her head, and perhaps her brains would scatter everywhere like Du Jun did.

Her flesh and blood will be scattered to the ground like that of the man during the day.

She would die at the moment when she was most terrified.

In this flash of lightning, Tong Mu suddenly raised his lips and smiled.

The beautiful peach blossom eyes seem to be filled with the color of spring, and the waves are so clear that one cannot see the bottom at a glance.

The captivating color is enough to captivate just about anything.

This is the effect of a talent with added skill. Tong Mu didn't know how powerful it was, so he used it forcefully once based on his survival instinct.